"This is an identity card for the disciples of the outer sect of the Martial God Temple. ”

"What I want to send you is to sincerely invite you to join the Martial God Temple, and the good fate I want to form with you is that if you achieve something because of this in the future, please take care of this seat!"

The middle-aged man made it clear in detail, and there was no trace of condescension in his tone, but he had some flattery towards Bai Jiu Zhenlu.

"This?"

Bai Jiuzhen frowned slightly, and asked with a pun: "Senior, I'm sorry! Please allow the junior to ask rudely, you old... What kind of cultivation is it?"

The implicit meaning is: With your high cultivation, you still want me to take care of it?

"Hehe, this seat is dull, and he has been cultivating martial arts for four thousand seven hundred and twenty-nine years, and he is still stuck in the late stage of Wuzun!"

"Sure enough, it's an old monster above the Martial Sect!"

Bai Jiu's heart suddenly flashed, but there was a deeper question in his eyes.

Wu Zong's cultivation has a lifespan ranging from three to five hundred years, and Wu Zun is ten times that of Wu Zong, so this Han is already in decline.

"I know what you're wondering about! You must be thinking: How did I, an unpopular sixth-level warrior, fall into the eyes of one of your great martial artists? And the tone is so polite to me, that I should take care of it more in the future? This is really unreasonable... Isn't that so?"

"Huh!"

Bai Jiuzhen smiled awkwardly.

"In short, because of the amazing talent you showed at a glance not long ago!"

"Huh?"

Bai Jiuzhen was slightly stunned.

"Hey, look at you still pretending? Didn't you test your willpower at a height of four hundred meters in the temple building before you entered the door just now?"

The middle-aged man glared at him, and said bluntly: "Your Martial Sect's peak divine consciousness realm!"

“......”

Bai Jiuzhen suddenly realized!

"In terms of qualifications, if you are over twenty years old, you are only a sixth-level peak warrior, which is really unsatisfactory. ”

Seeing that Bai Jiu really had to be honest, the middle-aged man chuckled and commented: "But it is precisely because he is only a sixth-level warrior that he actually has the peak divine consciousness realm of the Martial Sect, this kind of talent, with the experience of nearly five thousand years in this seat, not to mention knowledge, even legends are unheard of." ”

"Huh!"

Bai Jiuzhen smiled very unnaturally, because he was worried about being asked, so he quickly changed the topic and said, "Thank you seniors for solving your doubts!

As for the responsibility, it's up to you to choose!"

"If you just want to be a free guest, then unless the Martial God Temple is in the autumn of survival and needs you to fight desperately, it will definitely not interfere in any of your private affairs at other times, let alone force you to be assigned any tasks!"

"And if you want to be a ruler under a few people, above hundreds of millions of people, then naturally the greater the power, the heavier the responsibility!

After speaking, the middle-aged man seemed to think of something, his eyes flashed with a trace of deep nostalgia, and when he came back to his senses, his gaze at Bai Jiuzhen was even more expectant.

"Hmm!"

Bai Jiuzhen secretly discussed: "No wonder the Martial God Temple can stand at the top of the Divine Martial for a long time, just from this few words, you can see how long-term his founder's vision is! Gather geniuses and strong people, but do not force them, be impartial, not fight or be greedy, abide by neutrality, as the years go by, the relationship network becomes wider and wider, the foundation is deeper and deeper, and there are few losses, so it will only become stronger and stronger!"

"How?

Seeing that Bai Jiuzhen was silent for a long time, the middle-aged man was impatient and asked a little nervously.

"No... The juniors are willing to accept the invitation of the seniors..."

Bai Jiuzhen raised his eyes and nodded in response.

"Then please drop your blood to recognize the Lord and accept your identity card! In this way, from today onwards, you will be a disciple of the Outer Gate Five Grades of the Martial God Temple!"

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly explained how to use the identity tag.

"Yes!"

Bai Jiuzhen's nails were scratched, and a drop of blood was dripped.

Immediately, the brand emitted a burst of red light, and after a few breaths, the red light disappeared, and a feeling connected to the brand's blood flowed through Bai Jiuzhen's heart, and it was like a part of itself, and it was extremely wonderful.

"Haha...... You made a wise choice!"

The middle-aged man smiled with satisfaction.

"Welcome to the Martial God Temple!"

Xiaoqing on the side didn't speak until this time. She looked at Bai Jiuzhen's eyes, full of envy!

"In the future, please take care of me!"

Bai Jiu really didn't dare to hold it up, and responded politely.

"This is nature! The Martial God Temple has always been very generous to its own people!"

Xiao Qing said with a smile: "Take the task released by the son this time, according to your current rank in the Martial God Temple, you can get a 4.5% discount on the fee!"

"Oh?!"

Bai Jiu was really surprised and asked, "How is this discount calculated?"

"Hee-hee!"

Xiaoqing chuckled and said, "No matter who it is, once you can join the Martial God Temple, the least discount is 50% off!"

"The disciples of the Martial God Temple are divided into four major levels: the outer gate, the inner gate, the core, and the true inheritance, and each level is divided into ten grades! The lowest level is the ten grades of the outer gate, and the discount that can be enjoyed is five percent off, and I am at this level, hehe! After that, every time you go up a small level, you can get a discount of 0.1 percent again. Childe, you are the outer door of the five products, naturally you can enjoy a discount of 4.5 percent!"

"This strategy is so clever!"

Bai Jiuzhen exclaimed: "In this way, everyone is bound to be proud of being able to join the Martial God Temple, and after joining, they will remain neutral at most, and they will never have the intention of being an enemy of it!"

"Yes, it does!"

The middle-aged man nodded, and said arrogantly: "But not everyone has the opportunity to join the Martial God Temple! Ninety percent of the outer disciples of the Martial God Hall are martial arts sects, and the other one percent are not extremely talented teenagers, like you, or the descendants of the disciples who have made significant contributions, such as Xiaoqing!"

"The conditions are so harsh?"

Bai Jiuzhen was shocked.

"Otherwise, what do you think? If the pattern is not high, how can it appear to be high-grade? I won't tell you, the entire territory of Qingxiao Country is 4,000 miles, and there are 70 million martial artists, plus you, there are only 19 people who are disciples of the Martial God Temple. Among them, the current sect masters of the Qingxiao Sect are the same as this seat, they are all third-grade inner disciples, and the other six-peak peak masters are the fifth grade of the inner sect if they are high, and the lower ones are only eight-grade, except for these seven people, the remaining eleven people are all genius disciples of the Qingxiao Sect..."

"Ahem!"

After being stunned for a while, Bai Jiuzhen coughed, Ling Ran got up, and bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man!

The middle-aged man accepted it calmly, and said with his head bowed: "Very good! And remember, this seat is called Zhu Zhen!"

"Thank you for wishing your seniors! Today's kindness will be repaid by the younger generations!"

Bai Jiuzhen solemnly promised.

"If you want to repay your kindness, then cultivate hard! As long as you can advance to Martial Venerable before the age of forty, then you will have the opportunity to go to the headquarters of the temple to ask for three treasures, at that time, please be sure to ask for the Nine Aperture Golden Pill that can increase the longevity of five hundred years for this seat!"

Speaking of this, Zhu Zhen, who could still maintain the demeanor of his predecessors just now, was full of pleading and helplessness on his face: "Boy, please!"